[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/200713/66d6497d8175c64a475b2eff2e9ccb9d.png[/img][/center] [hr] Sayuri was tired. Not that she was expecting otherwise. She'd spent the last two weeks in a storm of getting ready to move, her best friend dragging her literally everywhere to spend as much time as they could, her mom doing the same while keeping up her normal training. Add to that an uncomfortable trip and only a few hours sleep the night before. That morning she got up, cleaned up, got dressed and headed out for breakfast as quickly as she could paying her roommate little attention outside a good morning, some verbal grumbling about the required uniform skirt, and replying when addressed. She left quickly eating breakfast quickly before heading directly to class. Stepping into the classroom she looked around not familiar with anyone there. Only a few others were there when she got there. She made her way to the sheet left in the front. [I][color=990000]Let's see… I am… oh good I have a window seat. That's always nice,[/color][/i] she checks through the rest of the list commiting names to memory. None particularly caught her eye so she turned and made her way to her seat. Reaching it she yawned before dropping down to wait for the teacher to arrive.